We giggled. We laughed. We shared tales of our lives. We dreamed of travel. We spoke of art and a number of other things unmentionable here. I hadn’t expected to enjoy myself so much as I did.
We met at Macaroni Grill to celebrate Miss Betty’s birthday. Lordy, Lordy ... she’s over 40. The four of us -- sisters by choice -- coming from different walks in life but with a common thread. Two of us are widowed, two are married. All four of us are career-women and know the stress and frustration of fast schedules and more to do than any sane person would ever consider doing... buy hey! who said any one of us is sane?
Happy Birthday again, Betty!